I find painting and drawing quite therapeutic.  But keeping myself busy often means putting some things to one side as I skip along from one activity to the next.  Pen and ink drawing and water colours have been quite a big thing of late along with model making and playing with my grandson.  This oil painting has hung on my wall for the last two years drying out and unactioned.  Then in a lonely moment a few days ago I picked up the brushes and set to work once more. I am really pleased with the progress and have enjoyed painting each day, sometimes with music playing in the background and at other times with tranquil silence.  

This painting is intended as a gift for a friend.  The last gift was a pen and ink and water colour of a car, and the next piece of art will probably be something in charcoal. Why? well simply because I haven't got a clue how to use them, and it's important for me to have lots of things on the go to deflect from my darker moments.